static

Yesterday.
Been and done.
I had great plans to write last night about the note I left in the wheatbag tray in the shop and how, apparently, people found it amusing. How after rushing to the studio and making said wheatbags and linking off angora scarves I came back to the shop and dyed gloves and cooked caramel apples (like the apples you cook for a Tarte Tatin but without the pastry) which Dell and I ate warm with Meander Valley Dairy (solid) double cream from enamel cups. How we discovered a kookaburra warbling away on the tv aerial above the terraced buildings opposite the shop.
However.
I managed to spend 4 1/2 hours sitting in Emergency at the Eye and Ear Hospital instead. Nothing major, don't worry (4 1/2 hours= not serious), just a case of muted deafness. I have an appointment again today for a hearing test but it's looking like tinnitus after I experienced 3 bout of ear static before I fell asleep last night and awoke this morning to it again. The problem is I know just what has brought it on- the damned knitting machine. This is what an afternoon of mechanically knitting scarves can do! I think I will have to invest in a pair of noise cancelling headphones.
A frantically busy morning organising wholesale glove orders and then a run up country to pick up gloves ready to be dyed. I think I have spent every weekday for the last couple of weeks racing from pillar to post.
The trees have really turned and the Autumn colours are fabulous. I'm promising myself that I get a real country jaunt next week. I think I need it.